Friday, August 24, 2007

Amy Winehouse.

This is the love Amy Winehouse and her darling husband Blake managed to inflict on each other last night. They're married a wet weekend right? This must be what people mean when the honeymoon period wears off.

I actually always wondered what she will do with the "Blake's" tattoo on her heart when they split? Because I think it's inevitable one day...unless it ends in some other horrific way the way they're going on, I really hope not...

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About Me

I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion.
I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times.
Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate.
I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.